Chapter 53
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brIAR
The pain is so deep inside of me that it’s glued itself to my bones.
Dash’s dick is hard and hot in my hand, but that doesn’t help.
The first time I get relief from the constant bite is when Landon sweeps his fingers through my pussy and gathers my slick.
My body bows in response, muscles twitching as I gasp for air.
“Again.”
“Okay, Haven. I’ll do it again.”
The firm pressure on my clit is enough to make me come.
The pain breaks suddenly.
I scream and scream until my throat is raw.
Someone curses. My ears are blown.
I can’t do anything but ride the high and the fingers still sliding through my swollen flesh and wait for the next round of cramps.
“Quickly, Ronan.”
Landon’s fingers disappear, and I whine at the lack of them.
In a flash, the pain returns, and my stomach muscles quiver in preparation for the strength of it.
“Fucking delicious, Petal. I’ll be eating that perfect pussy the moment we get you in the nest,” Ronan promises from the driver’s seat.
Dash’s eyes haven’t moved from where they’ve settled on my face.
My ability to speak gets swallowed by the intensity of the cramp that rocks through my middle, but I force myself to look at him.
The cock in my hold is thick and arched.
It pulses while I stare into the crystal blue eyes in front of me and angle it upward.
My omega screams at me to sink down onto it already.
There are words I need to hear first.
“Take it, Bright Eyes. There’s nowhere I’d rather be than right here with you. My scent match,” he murmurs.
My chest caves in from the blow of his words, and I cover that sensation with another.
Landon helps me move up Dash’s lap and takes my thigh, opening my hips.
I moan at the press of the round, wet head against my opening.
Dash nods once, strained, while Landon strokes his hand up my back reassuringly.
Slowly, I lower myself and take the first inch.
The stretch is delicious, discomfort a thing of the past as I stretch around him and continue my downward glide.
“That’s it, Briar. Take every inch of that cock and get stretched for the rest of us. You want to take a thick knot, don’t you?” Landon asks, goading me.
Determination flows through me.
I drop all the way down, hissing when I bottom out and have to grab Dash’s shoulders for balance.
My clit grinds against his pubic bone when I rock forward, making stars explode in my vision.
My slick makes it easy to move, the lack of resistance helping create an easy glide.
Dash is more than thick enough to fill me exactly how I need, and the curve?—
“Yes!” I shout, sitting back and circling my hips.
The position has him pressing against my G-spot.
Warm, calloused fingers pull my shirt up over my bra.
They pluck at my nipples through the lace, and I move my hips faster, driven by the sparks of pleasure.
“So good,” I slur mindlessly, the world around me starting to get foggy.
Dash takes over for me when my strength fades and I can’t ride him anymore.
With sharp, staccato thrusts of his hips, he drives his cock into the same spot and palms my neck, keeping my head upright.
“Give me another one,” he huffs, breathless.
I can’t speak. My body answers for me.
Tightening around his cock, I get lost in a storm of pleasure.
Lightning zaps at my limbs while clouds fill my head, keeping me lost in them for what feels like hours.
It’s the stretching sensation between my legs that brings me back.
I drop my head forward to find the cause of the stretch and sigh softly, my omega preening at the attention I’m receiving.
I’m being taken care of.
Landon meant what he said about helping.
“Fuck, Lan,” Dash blurts out before sucking in a sharp breath.
Landon’s knuckles are pressed alongside the top of my beta’s shaft as he pushes his fingers inside the already stretched opening.
He widens the intrusion, bringing with it a burn that helps distract me from my never-ending pool of desire.
I press down onto his fingers and whimper at the burn that follows.
It’s similar to when I had Jasper’s knot inside of me, but not quite the same.
My body knows this isn’t what I had earlier, yet it’s willing to give it a try regardless.
“How does that feel, Briar?” Landon asks, spreading his fingers.
I press down on the intrusion and jerk my chin in a haphazard nod.
“More.”
Without another word, Landon works in a third finger.
I choke on the instant relief as he stretches me just as wide as I was earlier.
My chest rattles with a purr before I bury my fingers in Dash’s hair and force his face into my chest.
“Yes, yes,” I breathe out while grinding down.
Landon turns my head with a firm touch and swoops in to lay a searing kiss on my lips.
I slip my tongue into his mouth, craving his taste, while he curls his fingers and pulses them against my sensitive walls.
Dash jerks his hips, his rhythm broken before heat floods me.
It’s all enough to trick my body that I’ve found a knot after all.
I tumble into another orgasm.
My heart slows with the force of this one, unable to keep up.
I float in the darkness as my vision fades.
This time, there’s no finding the light.
I wake up in the nest soaked in sweat with slick sticking to my inner thighs.
My mouth is so dry that every breath feels like I’m inhaling sawdust. I let loose a pained noise and flip from my stomach to my side.
It’s dark in here, and the scents are strong, like I haven’t been alone for very long.
The fact I’m alone at all makes my stomach tighten, emotion stinging my eyes before I can stop it.
The whimper that escapes me is cruel.
It isn’t from the returning pain in my muscles and bones.
It’s pure neediness.
Rejection.
I feel the mattress in front of me, searching for a sign of even just one member of my pack but only find cold sheets.
My whimper turns into a whine.
My belly spasms with a cramp, and I suck in a breath.
Heat blasts through my veins, scorching me inch by inch until it feels like my skin is melting off my bones.
“Petal?”
I jump, ripping the sheets from the corner of the mattress.
The voice is familiar.
I’m safe, but I can’t seem to swim up through the water I’m drowning in.
The rich scent of coffee swarms my senses before there’s a wide palm taking my hand and curling my fingers into a fist. Lips brush along the length of my knuckles.
“Are you in pain?”
Ronan .
My Ronan.
I blink to clear my blurry vision.
It’s still too dark to make out more than the shape of him, but even a shadow is enough for me.
“I thought I was alone,” I whisper.
He climbs onto the bed and guides me onto my back.
The weight of his body over mine is bliss.
I arch off the bed and bring my lips to his shoulder, happy to find it bare.
He tastes good. Really, really good.
“We’d never leave you alone when you need us. I was on the floor so I didn’t crowd you while you slept.”
I run my tongue along the curves of muscle and moan at his taste.
The biceps beside my head keep him held above me as I loop my thighs around his waist and try to pull him down.
“I need you right now.”
His chest rumbles, a sound I recognize.
“Need me how?”
“I’m already naked.”
“You’re burning up.”
“Take off your clothes and fuck me,” I demand.
He lets me hang on to him while wiggling around to shuck his underwear off.
The moment I hear them hit the floor, I’m dropping my legs and reaching between us to take his cock into my hand.
“The others are gathering supplies. Jas is making you something to eat,” he mutters while scaling down my body, forcing my fingers to slip free of him.
I’m gasping by the time he pushes my knees up to my chest and brings his mouth to my pussy.
He licks me from top to bottom before swirling my clit with his tongue and cussing.
“I’ve needed to do this since I tasted you on the road.”
I nod, my mouth hanging open.
He feasts on me, sucking my slick into his mouth and drinking it down like it’s an expensive champagne.
I writhe beneath his mouth and tear at his hair, uncaring about how hard I pull on the strands.
“Gonna make you come like this before I take you, Briar. You’re mine until the others get here. That means your eyes stay on me until I’m finished.”
“On you,” I repeat softly.
He groans in response before doubling down on his efforts.
Each flick of his tongue is determined, and once his fingers join in, he’s working my pussy expertly.
I’m coming faster than I’ve ever come in my life.
It doesn’t change a thing.
I’m still falling back into my body when Ronan kisses my pussy and sets my legs back down.
He brings his face to mine and kisses me, letting me taste myself on his tongue.
“Present for me, Omega,” he rasps with a nip at my mouth.
The request makes my clit buzz wildly.
Two hands find my hips, and then I’m staring down at the bedding.
My ass sways in the air, and my elbows press into the mattress.
I drop my cheek to join them and push backward, eager.
“Fuck,” Ronan breathes out.
“Please.”
He takes my ass cheek into his hand and squeezes.
I mewl, my arousal dripping onto the sheets bunched at my knees.
“You don’t have to beg me. This cock is yours. Always yours.”
I’m ready for him.
All it takes is one thrust forward to take the entire length of him.
The stretch is perfect, stealing my breath for a few moments before it’s barrelling back, inflating my lungs.
I spread my fingers and clutch the pillow as he works me in long, slow pulses of his hips.
From this angle, it feels like he’s all the way in my throat.
“Knot,” I pant, twisting at the hips to try and get a glimpse of him.
“Knot me.”
The darkness frustrates me.
There’s a desperate noise building in my throat that I can’t hide.
Ronan’s groin meets my ass as he keeps himself buried to the base and folds over my body.
His mouth caresses the back of my ear.
“Here it comes, Briar. Take it like my good girl.”
I whip my head back, a scream filling the air when he presses forward and starts working it inside.
Only a bit of it pops in before he’s pulling back and starting the process again.
Little by little, I’m stretched over his knot until I can’t take the tease anymore.
I’m on the precipice of euphoria.
The release I’ve been needing since my heat arrived hours ago.
The moment he pops all the way in, my arms give out.
I slip into a fog thicker than I’ve had to wade through before.
And unlike last time, I see the way out and run toward it.
“That’s—Briar. I’m all the way inside you, baby girl. You’re on my knot. Fuck , I’m gonna come.”
I moan, nodding with my face in the pillow.
His fingers make homes for themselves in my waist as he fills with me cum.
It warms my belly, the effects it has on my body immediate when the lingering ache softens long enough for me to go limp.
We’re locked together, and every small movement has my inner muscles tugging at where we connect.
He’s testing that out too.
With a careful tilt of his hips, he works his knot inside of me, experimenting with the pleasure that follows that sensation.
With a gentle touch, he carefully presses his front against my back and curls an arm around my belly.
I close my eyes again, my omega demanding I go back to sleep now that I’ve got one of my alphas wrapped around me.
“I’ll wake you when there’s food,” Ronan whispers, sweeping my hair back to kiss my neck.
“You’re amazing.”
I’m asleep before I can say I love you.